Finest Things Dom Corleo

[Intro]
I just told Richie we rich

[Chorus]
Just gettin' started, count up 1, 2, 3
Count foreign money come from overseas
Yeah, foreign bitches they just turn to me
Give her so much money, make it hard to leave
Huh, flooded my wrist [?] watch
Treat all my bitches like my twins, got 'em [?] watch
I'm rich but still walk in my crib with my Birkenstocks
I could show you how this is, started from the top

[Verse 1]
You start at the top, you gon' make it rock
I put on my diamonds, got them stones from the rocks
Rolex on that timing, so I'm just checking on the clock
Bitches wanna drop me in the back of my drop top
She gon' suck me sloppy, she just [?]
I'vе got a bad bitch with a [?]
Fuck around gave her the world, shе can have it
I drip my girl in all the latest fashion
Finest fashion
Drop my [?]
Fat tone on the SB [?]
Pushin' it in the X3, it's not traction
Get up on that mic talkin' 'bout action (Pistol packing)